"That is what one usually does when they go shopping," I joked, and he huffed.
"Something for us," he clarified, though I still felt confused.
"What did you get?"
Keoni walked over to the cabinet by the door and pulled out a black shopping bag. The only thing decorating it was a silver, stylized key in the center. Closing the distance between us, Keoni held the bag out to me. He watched me with his lower lip trapped between his teeth as I parted the flaps of the bag and peered inside.
I could see straps, and something plastic at the bottom. Curious, I pulled it out of the bag, and then stared as I realized what it was. A strap-on.
The silicone dick was a purple shade that matched my cloak exactly. It was about seven inches long, and thick as fuck. The straps attached were black with purple lining, and I was taking way too long examining them.
"We don't have to use it," Keoni said when I still didn't speak, and I glanced up at him. He was usually so confident; I sometimes forgot he wasn't very experienced. He never got flustered when it came to sex.
"Do you want to use it? Or did you only get it because you thought I would?" I never wanted him to think I found our sex life lacking. I loved being with Keoni, loved touching him andbeing touched by him. He'd proved more than once that he didn't need a dick—real or silicone—to make me see stars.
Keoni's gaze trailed from my face to the strap-on and then back to me. His eyes were darker now, heated with lust as he licked his lips. "You have no idea how much I want to use it."
A shiver washed through me as my grip on the straps tightened, and I exhaled softly before holding it out to him. "Okay."
"Yeah?"
I nodded, then dropped the empty shopping bag to the floor before reaching for my collar. As Keoni watched, I unhooked my cloak and let it float to the ground, followed by my shirt and pants, leaving me bare save for my underwear.
I stayed still as Keoni's gaze roamed over me like a teasing touch, and my fingers curled and uncurled at my sides as I fought the urge to step forward and kiss him.
"Take off your underwear," Keoni murmured, and I swallowed hard as I did just that, using the wall for support so I wouldn't fall smack on my ass.
When I glanced back up, Keoni's shirt was gone, and he was tying the straps around his waist. They were made for a human body, and the leg straps weren't working for him, so I used a bit of magic to adjust everything so it settled snugly at his waist.
"I love your magic," Keoni said with a grin, then took my hand and pulled me into a kiss. As his lips moved against mine, his silicone dick pressed against the top of mine, and I shivered at the strange new feeling. I knew it wasn't truly a part of him, but in that moment it felt like it. It was how he felt about my arm, I imagined.
"On the bed," he murmured as he pulled away, and I stumbled back, blindly walking toward it as I kept my gaze on him.
The edge of the bed smacked against the back of my legs, and I sat down, bringing me at the perfect height to lean forward and pull one of his nipples into my mouth.
Keoni groaned, and I grabbed his hips when he went to pull away. Twirling the tip of my tongue around the hardening nub, I sucked on it, then scraped my teeth against his skin before doing it all over again. Keoni's skin was warm and wet and soft against my mouth, and for a moment, I forgot what we'd been planning to do as I lost myself in the simple pleasure of this.
When I went to switch to his other nipple, Keoni saw his chance and pulled back. When I frowned up at him, I found him watching me with flushed cheeks. He slid trembling fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his face, then shook his head, as if trying to clear his mind. I tried not to feel too smug.
As I watched, he moved away from me, but before I could start wondering what he was up to, he grabbed some lube from the nightstand and returned.
"Are you okay to be on your hands and knees?" he asked, his gaze flicking to my prosthetic, and I nodded. "If it starts hurting or even gets uncomfortable, tell me, okay?"
"Okay," I murmured, then went on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed, with my ass facing him. It was a vulnerable position, but I didn't feel nervous. There was nobody I trusted more than Keoni, and I'd already entrusted my heart to him. Giving him my body was aloteasier.
"I'm gonna prep you now," he said a moment before I felt his finger brush my hole. It was slick with lube, and he dipped in and out of my hole before pushing all the way in, and a soft moan escaped my lips as I hung my head between my arms and just enjoyed the feeling. One finger turned to two, then three, and I found myself thrusting back into them, silently begging to be filled.
A groan left my lips when he removed his fingers, but before I could complain out loud, I felt the blunt tip of the fake dick press against my hole.
"Fuck, Zephyr. Your hole looks so pretty like this, begging for this cock," Keoni whispered in a low, throaty voice, and I shuddered. I glanced back at him, meeting his blazing blue eyes. He held me captive with his eyes as he slowly pushed forward, and my mouth dropped open in a soundless moan as he slowly filled me to the brim.
Keoni
The look on Zephyr's face as I filled him up was... wow. I had no words for it, but I knew I'd never forget it, and that I'd keep finding fun new ways to recreate it.
Zephyr turned around as I started pushing in and out of him, and I realized I needed to see his face. I couldn't feel his hole squeezing around the toy, but I needed to know how he felt. I wanted to soak in every look I put on his face.
Leaning forward, I wrapped an arm around his hips and picked him up. With a startled sound, he grabbed the back of my neck, holding himself up as I moved us to the other edge of the bed so we were facing the dresser and the mirror on it.
